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I wish I were back in elizabethan times
A period in which flesh was in because it meant that you had something to eat and skin and bones were out
It must have been great back then
No worries over weight- I mean, they didn't even have a scale to measure their selves with
Not like today, where scales seem to measure everyone's self-value, or at least that's what it seems like
Today, when I step onto my scale it seems to scream at me, it shouts out the pounds that weren't there the week before
My self-worth seems to disappear the longer I stand there listening to the scale scream its harsh words at me
I hate how the world is today- why the scale have to be invented? Why do magazines have to put in only skinny people and why does there always to be diet advertisements everywhere?
Even to those of us that are skinny we feel as though we aren't good enough
We forget about how, at one time, being good enough was pertaining to your personality
Nowadays, it refers to our bodies and our flesh
We pinch at ourselves, some at real fat, others at just skin
Yet even skin feels as though it's fat- it's flesh and flesh isn't good anymore
I feel as though I'm about to drown
There's no one to talk to, no one that understands what that scale does to me
Most people's enemies are human but mine is that stupid machine that has been given the ability to make me feel worthless
Every time that I indulge in extra food I feel guilty and I feel as though my self as a human will decrease in value
I wish I could love myself
It's strange, I love myself on the inside yet I can't seem to accept my outward appearance
Just one more oddity to today's society- able to love everyone else's appearance other than your own
The more I think about it, the more I want to be a part of some other era
Maybe I could even start a revolution- the revolution of loving yourself
Only this revolution doesn't lead to an era with scales and diet ads and toothpick models
No, this revolution leads way to a neo-elizabethan world- a world that hates the whole skin and bones image and loves only flesh
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